Monday, June 21, 2010

a phrase, infrequently used

Only in New York. I'm going to try to work it into my daily conversation.

The bus is late? Only in New York. Oreos are on sale? Only in New York. A museum security guard tells me to back away from some art*? Only in-- well, you get the picture.

In any case, today, the first day of summer, and the summer solstice, I did yoga in Times Square. Well, not just me. Me, Shiloh, Heather, and about a hundred other pagans.

New York is full of unique experiences, but, there's really nothing like laying on the ground in Savasana (corpse pose--thanks, Susanna) at 45th and Broadway at 4:00 on a June Monday.

The theme of this event was mind over madness, which, given the total tumult of Times Square, seemed pretty appropriate. Crowds gathered, horns honked, and we triangle posed our little hearts out.

I wish you could have been there.

*this happens All The Time


  1. *Me too. True story: I was in the Getty and was *this close* to rubbing my fingers all over a Van Gough when a security guard nearly tackled me to the ground. Usually they just ahem me and I step back but I was a bit mesmerized by the texture of it. I'm simultaneously an 80 year old woman and a 3 year old child.

  2. This event alone has made me want to live in New York. (And do yoga more often so that I'm not a poser when I participate in something like this.)